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By Old Sea
What do each dawning tell me morning after morning ?..
This story is about how people have dreams in doing something they really want to do but as they get older they deviate from those dreams by hanging out and trying to fit in. It is written from a woman's perspective who has a dream of dancing.
Short Story | Updated Jun 14, 2013 | Reads: 33 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is a piece inspired by Tretchikoff's "Dying Swan".
By Wood Nymph
A young woman sneaks out to revel in the secrets of the night.
It's summer! So it's a short poem on summer ~
Poetry | Updated May 31, 2013 | Reads: 34 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
dancing the dance of swaying trees.
Poetry | Updated May 28, 2013 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
A woman gets laced drugs, and has a sexy night with a mate she just met. When she walks down an ally she does'nt see whats coming.
i miss being a kid... :) do you miss it too?
Eylin Thatcher is a dancer. A ballet dancer. She has the passion to dance, to express her emotions from in or out. But, what happens when she meets Eric Lis, an arrogant, self centred man who has a way with women? They suddenly begin to fall for one another, but Eric has a secret. A secret that...
By Little Blue Bird
Sometimes I let the depression take over, wanting to dance along.
By Jayson Wyz
This poem wasn't actually written about anyone in particular, but more as me processing my loneliness at the time. Written just a few months before graduating high school.
The poem depicts a couple dancing together in what turns out to be a dream.
Poetry | Updated Mar 27, 2013 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
She dances beyond infinity...
INfinity is part of her...
Poetry | Updated Mar 25, 2013 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 12 | Likes: 47
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MY DANCING STARDUST
Poetry | Updated Mar 11, 2013 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Jon Lymon
Drinking. Dancing. Vertebrae snapping. Thatâ€™s about all Lloyd Parker can remember from his eighteenth birthday party at The Stairways, his local nightclub.
As he lies in bed nursing a hangover from hell, his fears grow. Why have none of his friends been in touch? Where have his parents...